Bettina Haasen

24-hour television documentary about Berlin and its inhabitants, reporting in real time on the everyday lives of more than 50 protagonists from a wide range of professions, social classes, religions and ethnicities.

This documentary journey turns our image of Africa upside down: mobile payment in remote villages, drones over farmland and block chain technology for hospitals. We discover a creative start-up scene in high-tech hubs with digital inventions and technical innovations that inspire worldwide.

A dead-straight, endless road leading to nowhere ends at Nouadhibou, Mauritania, bordered by the ocean on one side and the Sahara on the other. A bleak departure point for tens of thousands pouring in from neighboring countries, all with one dream: Europe. Hotel Sahara is a film journey to the last invisible border separating West Africa and Europe. The bleak city on the Atlantic Coast is a metaphor, a point of arrival and departure, a gathering place of broken dreams—a no-man's land of endless waiting and hoping for a better life across the ocean. The film reveals how difficult it is to differentiate between "true" and "false" refugees. Is one "real" only when life and limb are threatened, or also when escaping a deadening lack of perspective? With an observant, cautious eye, Hotel Sahara documents how closely the dream of a better life is linked to sudden stagnancy, and the patience required to wait for years to finally, perhaps, arrive somewhere.

24-hour television documentary about Berlin and its inhabitants, reporting in real time on the everyday lives of more than 50 protagonists from a wide range of professions, social classes, religions and ethnicities.

This documentary journey turns our image of Africa upside down: mobile payment in remote villages, drones over farmland and block chain technology for hospitals. We discover a creative start-up scene in high-tech hubs with digital inventions and technical innovations that inspire worldwide.

A dead-straight, endless road leading to nowhere ends at Nouadhibou, Mauritania, bordered by the ocean on one side and the Sahara on the other. A bleak departure point for tens of thousands pouring in from neighboring countries, all with one dream: Europe. Hotel Sahara is a film journey to the last invisible border separating West Africa and Europe. The bleak city on the Atlantic Coast is a metaphor, a point of arrival and departure, a gathering place of broken dreams—a no-man's land of endless waiting and hoping for a better life across the ocean. The film reveals how difficult it is to differentiate between "true" and "false" refugees. Is one "real" only when life and limb are threatened, or also when escaping a deadening lack of perspective? With an observant, cautious eye, Hotel Sahara documents how closely the dream of a better life is linked to sudden stagnancy, and the patience required to wait for years to finally, perhaps, arrive somewhere.

A dead-straight, endless road leading to nowhere ends at Nouadhibou, Mauritania, bordered by the ocean on one side and the Sahara on the other. A bleak departure point for tens of thousands pouring in from neighboring countries, all with one dream: Europe. Hotel Sahara is a film journey to the last invisible border separating West Africa and Europe. The bleak city on the Atlantic Coast is a metaphor, a point of arrival and departure, a gathering place of broken dreams—a no-man's land of endless waiting and hoping for a better life across the ocean. The film reveals how difficult it is to differentiate between "true" and "false" refugees. Is one "real" only when life and limb are threatened, or also when escaping a deadening lack of perspective? With an observant, cautious eye, Hotel Sahara documents how closely the dream of a better life is linked to sudden stagnancy, and the patience required to wait for years to finally, perhaps, arrive somewhere.